A journey of cooking vegan food for my family.

Pizza, Pizza, Daddy-o

I made pizza tonite. It was perfect. We haven’t had a decent homemade pizza in over 8 months. The place we previously lived in, had a craptastic, useless oven. I was thoroughly amazed that the bread and muffins I baked didn’t turn out tasting or looking like a hockey pucks. Worst. Oven. Ever. Our new place has a brand new oven. The crust was baked to perfection, crispy and golden.

I made a cheeze pizza for my wee fellows and a vegan pepperoni, cheeze, veggie pizza for Josh and myself. I served our pizza with a side of the kale salad. The pizza was wonderful. And we each get a slice for lunch tomorrow. Happy dance.

We have gone out to pizza joints and tried their vegan pizza. Not to sound like a snob, but the pizza was just, “Meh”. I prefer homemade. As I have mentioned before I am a bit picky and rarely go out to eat. Tonite’s pizza was boss. In a few weeks, we are supposed to have Godmommy Mary over for some pizza making. I am already looking forward to it.